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characters.
Abby: We finished it!
Rebekah: Finally!
Abby: So here it is!
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Mr. Weasley parked in front of the Leaky Cauldron, and the six of them hopped out and walked into the pub. They skipped talking to anyone and headed straight for the back door. The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry exited through the back door, coming to the stone wall the six knew so well.
Arthur pulled out his wand, tapping the stones as they rearranged to let them into Diagon Alley. They all walked onto the cobblestone streets of the wizard store lane, and Mrs. Weasley lead them to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop for all Occasions. As they entered the rather large shop, they saw that a blonde-haired girl was being measured for a pair of new robes.
The girl sent them a look that said, "Do you do this every year?" Mrs. Weasley glanced over at the four Hogwarts students before her, smiling warmly.
"I'm going to get your school supplies and books; you four get fitted up for robes and dress robes," Mrs. Weasley said, drawing a few galleons from her pocket and handing a few each to Ron and Ginny. The Weasleys had grown much richer ever since Fred and George's joke shop had picked up business, and Mr. Weasley had acquired a large sum of money from his great uncle. She dragged Mr. Weasley out of the robe store, muttering something about needing to buy more floo powder.
As soon as Madam Malkin was finished with the girl, she stepped over to the four, smiling cheerily. "Can I get you anything, dears?"
"We need new robes for school," Ginny informed her, nodding. They were all fitted up for new work robes and dress robes, and when they had finished paying for all their assorted robes, they noticed the blonde had disappeared.
The four stepped out of the shop, looking around the overly exited streets of Diagon Alley. "We need to go to Gringotts; I've only got a few sickles left," said Harry, walking in front of the other three down the road toward Gringotts, the wizard bank.
"Yes, I could use with some more coins also," Hermione consented, trying to keep up with Harry through the crowds. Ron was walking alongside Hermione, and beside her was Ginny, who was being rather quiet.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione, looking concernedly over at her friend.
"D-Dean T-T-Thomas broke up with meee!" wailed Ginny, wiping her eyes on the sleeve of her robe.
"I never did like him, anyway," Hermione murmured quietly, saying louder, "He doesn't deserve you at all, Ginny." Ginny, frowning, grumbled something under her breath that no one could hear.
"Here we are," Harry changed to subject, "Gringotts." He stopped, and everyone else behind him immediately halted. The four resumed their walking, entering the somewhat crooked building. Harry led Ron, Ginny, and Hermione to the only-open goblin, pulling his vault key out of his pocket. He slid the weird-shaped key over the desk and towards the goblin, watching the goblin pick up the key and scrutinize it.
"Griphook!" the small, ugly creature screeched, waving Harry's key in the air. Another goblin hurried up to the four Hogwarts students standing in front of the desk. Griphook pulled Harry's key out of the goblin's hand, facing Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny.
"This way, please," said Griphook, turning and heading towards a door at the end of the corridor. The four followed the goblin, getting into a wooden cart behind the goblin. Griphook pulled a lever, causing the cart to speed down the track. "Vault 306." As he said this, the cart came to an instantaneous halt.
"I'll be back," Harry said, hopping out of the cart behind the stout goblin. Griphook inserted the key into the keyhole, holding the vault door open for Harry. Harry walked into the semi-large vault, pulling a dark green pouch out of his pocket. He grabbed a few handfuls of galleons, sickles, and knuts from the mounds and mounds of wizard money, stuffing it into the satchel.
Harry stepped out of the vault, accepting the key from Griphook. The black-haired boy hopped back into the cart, followed by the goblin assisting them. Again, Griphook pulled the lever, returning the four Hogwarts students to where they had embarked.
"Thank you," acknowledged Harry, getting out of the cart in front of the rest of the teenagers. They all walked out into the large foyer, each one looking around the front chamber of Gringotts.
"Come on, I've got to get some money exchanged for coins," Hermione said, walking over to the goblin that had aided them earlier. Hermione pulled some Muggle money out of her pocket, setting it on the goblin's desk. The sitting goblin peered at the bills for a few seconds and picked up the money; then, he reached underneath the table, finally shoving many gold, silver, and bronze coins across the counter towards the brunette.
Hermione received the coins, shoving them into an unnoticed yellow purse hanging on her shoulder. "Alright, I'm ready," she told her three friends, following them out of the wizard bank.
"Where to next?" Ron asked, looking up and down the avenue of emporiums.
"How about the new ice cream parlor?" suggested Ginny. "It's supposed to be very nice.
"Then let's go! Ice cream sounds good right about now," said Ron, looking over at Ginny while taking Hermione's hand. Ginny looked at their hands before making a disgusted face, quickly turning away from the two. The four walked leisurely down the crowded streets, Ginny leading them. "There!" Ginny pointed at a white building which bore the name 'Park's Ice Cream Parlor'.
As they neared the brand-new parlor, Harry noticed the same girl they had seen earlier in Madam Malkin's sitting with another girl who appeared about the same age. They were both eating ice cream of some sort, talking and giggling occasionally. Harry stopped and looked back at his friends, noticing Hermione was also staring at them.
"Let's go introduce ourselves," Hermione stated, leading Ron, Ginny, and Harry over to the round table where the two girls were sitting. The two girls, noticing someone approaching, both looked up and were silent. Harry noticed the blonde-haired girl they had seen being sized up for robes was much prettier than he had observed at the first glimpse of her. She had curly, golden blonde hair that fell a few inches past her shoulders and bright blue eyes.
The other girl sitting with her had light pink hair which turned red at the tips; apparently, her eye color was not decided, for every minute or so they would alter to a different color than before. Hermione, noticing Harry was staring at both girls, nudged him slightly in the ribs, enough to gain his attention.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Harry," Hermione introduced herself and her friends, indicating towards each of them as she said their names. She omitted Harry's surname, trying to avoid that subject. "And you two are?"
The blonde spoke up first, "M'name's Amanda, Amanda Lanier." Amanda rose to her feet, leaving her sundae forgotten. "And this is my cousin, Lindsay Patton." She motioned to the pink-haired girl, who had just shifted slightly in her chair before standing.
"We saw you earlier in Madam Malkin's," said Ron, fidgeting with the hem of his robe.
"Oh, yes, I do recall seeing you," Amanda added. "By the way, do you do that every year? Get sized up for a new pair of robes, I mean."
"Not every year. Only when we grow out of our others," Ginny nodded, smiling, as though she was amused, which she was indeed.
"You look slightly familiar," remarked Hermione skeptically, examining Amanda's face.
"Why would that be?" Amanda asked quickly, trying to avoid confirming Hermione's suspicions. She glanced over at Lindsay uncertainly, frowning slightly for a split second. Harry looked closely at Lindsay's eyes and he noticed her blue eyes had just turned brown.
"It's just," Hermione hesitated, looking quite unsure, "oh, nevermind."
"So, where are you all from?" piped Lindsay Patton in an unconcerned matter, briskly changing the subject from the one on which they were currently dwelling.
"Where do you think we're from?" Ron asked with his English accent, shaking his head. Lindsay and Amanda looked slightly taken aback at this statement, both staring at Ron with supreme dislike.
"Ron!" scolded Hermione, smacking him on the side of the face. "That was a very rude thing to say!"
"Sorry," Ron apologized quietly, rubbing his cheek tenderly.
"We're all from England," Hermione said apologetically, trying to cover up for Ron's snobbish behavior. "Where are you two from?"
"We're from England also, but we just transferred from Walden's Witchcraft Academy in America," Amanda smiled politely, still watching Ron out of the corner of her eye.
"Harry, you look very familiar. What's your last name?" Lindsay asked, staring at Harry's hairline, which was hiding Harry's lightning bolt scar. Harry, who was staring at Amanda, quickly came back to his senses.
"Oh, yes, of course. My full name's Harry Potter," Harry said, rubbing his scar, for a sharp pain had just coursed through his head.
"Really?" asked Lindsay, eyes wide, "Did you know you're on a Chocolate Frogs card?"
"Yeah," Harry said quietly. Suddenly, a cute blonde-haired boy appeared beside Amanda, smiling attractively.
"Can I buy you a drink?" questioned the boy as Amanda turned to look him up and down, lips pursed.
"Uh, thanks, but I've already got one," said Amanda, waving her hand to indicate towards her goblet, which was sitting on their table. Ginny gazed at the boy, a huge smile crossing her face.
"So, what's your name?" Ginny asked, brushing a strand of her red hair out of her face. Ron elbowed Ginny softly, a stern look upon his face. Ginny, glancing up at her brother, saw that he was mouthing the word 'no'.
"Wendell Dinklepuss," replied Wendell, puffing out his chest. Ron snorted, trying to restrain himself from laughing. Hermione shot Ron a threatening glare, which Ron quickly took to heart, pulling up a chair and sitting. Hermione nonchalantly sat down beside Ron, the others following their example.
"So what are your names?" asked Wendell, looking quite curious.
"M'name's Amanda Lanier," smiled Amanda politely, nodding a greeting to Wendell.
"And I'm Lindsay Patton," said Amanda's cousin, her brown eyes switching to a bright green color.
"Hermione's my name. Hermione Granger. And this is Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Harry Potter," the slick-haired brunette said, introducing her friends once again. As Harry's name was mentioned, Wendell's eyes bulged, and he stared at the black-haired boy sitting beside Hermione.
"The one, the only, THE Harry Potter?" questioned Wendell, looking slightly unconvinced.
"I don't know if I'm the one and the only, but, yes, I'm Harry Potter," replied Harry, shifting in his seat. Just as Hermione was about to change the subject, Amanda interrupted.
"We've got to go," said Amanda, slightly nudging Lindsay. Standing up, she glanced over at her cousin, who was just getting out of her chair.
"See you at school, then," Lindsay said, smiling. Wendell rose, still unblinkingly staring at Harry.
"I suppose I should go also," smiled Wendell, shifting his gaze to the standing blonde. Just as he said this, Mrs. Weasley hobbled up to the students.
"Come on, we have to get back to the pub and get settled in."
Abby: We finished it!
Rebekah: Finally!
Abby: So here it is!
^*^*^
Mr. Weasley parked in front of the Leaky Cauldron, and the six of them hopped out and walked into the pub. They skipped talking to anyone and headed straight for the back door. The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry exited through the back door, coming to the stone wall the six knew so well.
Arthur pulled out his wand, tapping the stones as they rearranged to let them into Diagon Alley. They all walked onto the cobblestone streets of the wizard store lane, and Mrs. Weasley lead them to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop for all Occasions. As they entered the rather large shop, they saw that a blonde-haired girl was being measured for a pair of new robes.
The girl sent them a look that said, "Do you do this every year?" Mrs. Weasley glanced over at the four Hogwarts students before her, smiling warmly.
"I'm going to get your school supplies and books; you four get fitted up for robes and dress robes," Mrs. Weasley said, drawing a few galleons from her pocket and handing a few each to Ron and Ginny. The Weasleys had grown much richer ever since Fred and George's joke shop had picked up business, and Mr. Weasley had acquired a large sum of money from his great uncle. She dragged Mr. Weasley out of the robe store, muttering something about needing to buy more floo powder.
As soon as Madam Malkin was finished with the girl, she stepped over to the four, smiling cheerily. "Can I get you anything, dears?"
"We need new robes for school," Ginny informed her, nodding. They were all fitted up for new work robes and dress robes, and when they had finished paying for all their assorted robes, they noticed the blonde had disappeared.
The four stepped out of the shop, looking around the overly exited streets of Diagon Alley. "We need to go to Gringotts; I've only got a few sickles left," said Harry, walking in front of the other three down the road toward Gringotts, the wizard bank.
"Yes, I could use with some more coins also," Hermione consented, trying to keep up with Harry through the crowds. Ron was walking alongside Hermione, and beside her was Ginny, who was being rather quiet.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione, looking concernedly over at her friend.
"D-Dean T-T-Thomas broke up with meee!" wailed Ginny, wiping her eyes on the sleeve of her robe.
"I never did like him, anyway," Hermione murmured quietly, saying louder, "He doesn't deserve you at all, Ginny." Ginny, frowning, grumbled something under her breath that no one could hear.
"Here we are," Harry changed to subject, "Gringotts." He stopped, and everyone else behind him immediately halted. The four resumed their walking, entering the somewhat crooked building. Harry led Ron, Ginny, and Hermione to the only-open goblin, pulling his vault key out of his pocket. He slid the weird-shaped key over the desk and towards the goblin, watching the goblin pick up the key and scrutinize it.
"Griphook!" the small, ugly creature screeched, waving Harry's key in the air. Another goblin hurried up to the four Hogwarts students standing in front of the desk. Griphook pulled Harry's key out of the goblin's hand, facing Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny.
"This way, please," said Griphook, turning and heading towards a door at the end of the corridor. The four followed the goblin, getting into a wooden cart behind the goblin. Griphook pulled a lever, causing the cart to speed down the track. "Vault 306." As he said this, the cart came to an instantaneous halt.
"I'll be back," Harry said, hopping out of the cart behind the stout goblin. Griphook inserted the key into the keyhole, holding the vault door open for Harry. Harry walked into the semi-large vault, pulling a dark green pouch out of his pocket. He grabbed a few handfuls of galleons, sickles, and knuts from the mounds and mounds of wizard money, stuffing it into the satchel.
Harry stepped out of the vault, accepting the key from Griphook. The black-haired boy hopped back into the cart, followed by the goblin assisting them. Again, Griphook pulled the lever, returning the four Hogwarts students to where they had embarked.
"Thank you," acknowledged Harry, getting out of the cart in front of the rest of the teenagers. They all walked out into the large foyer, each one looking around the front chamber of Gringotts.
"Come on, I've got to get some money exchanged for coins," Hermione said, walking over to the goblin that had aided them earlier. Hermione pulled some Muggle money out of her pocket, setting it on the goblin's desk. The sitting goblin peered at the bills for a few seconds and picked up the money; then, he reached underneath the table, finally shoving many gold, silver, and bronze coins across the counter towards the brunette.
Hermione received the coins, shoving them into an unnoticed yellow purse hanging on her shoulder. "Alright, I'm ready," she told her three friends, following them out of the wizard bank.
"Where to next?" Ron asked, looking up and down the avenue of emporiums.
"How about the new ice cream parlor?" suggested Ginny. "It's supposed to be very nice.
"Then let's go! Ice cream sounds good right about now," said Ron, looking over at Ginny while taking Hermione's hand. Ginny looked at their hands before making a disgusted face, quickly turning away from the two. The four walked leisurely down the crowded streets, Ginny leading them. "There!" Ginny pointed at a white building which bore the name 'Park's Ice Cream Parlor'.
As they neared the brand-new parlor, Harry noticed the same girl they had seen earlier in Madam Malkin's sitting with another girl who appeared about the same age. They were both eating ice cream of some sort, talking and giggling occasionally. Harry stopped and looked back at his friends, noticing Hermione was also staring at them.
"Let's go introduce ourselves," Hermione stated, leading Ron, Ginny, and Harry over to the round table where the two girls were sitting. The two girls, noticing someone approaching, both looked up and were silent. Harry noticed the blonde-haired girl they had seen being sized up for robes was much prettier than he had observed at the first glimpse of her. She had curly, golden blonde hair that fell a few inches past her shoulders and bright blue eyes.
The other girl sitting with her had light pink hair which turned red at the tips; apparently, her eye color was not decided, for every minute or so they would alter to a different color than before. Hermione, noticing Harry was staring at both girls, nudged him slightly in the ribs, enough to gain his attention.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Harry," Hermione introduced herself and her friends, indicating towards each of them as she said their names. She omitted Harry's surname, trying to avoid that subject. "And you two are?"
The blonde spoke up first, "M'name's Amanda, Amanda Lanier." Amanda rose to her feet, leaving her sundae forgotten. "And this is my cousin, Lindsay Patton." She motioned to the pink-haired girl, who had just shifted slightly in her chair before standing.
"We saw you earlier in Madam Malkin's," said Ron, fidgeting with the hem of his robe.
"Oh, yes, I do recall seeing you," Amanda added. "By the way, do you do that every year? Get sized up for a new pair of robes, I mean."
"Not every year. Only when we grow out of our others," Ginny nodded, smiling, as though she was amused, which she was indeed.
"You look slightly familiar," remarked Hermione skeptically, examining Amanda's face.
"Why would that be?" Amanda asked quickly, trying to avoid confirming Hermione's suspicions. She glanced over at Lindsay uncertainly, frowning slightly for a split second. Harry looked closely at Lindsay's eyes and he noticed her blue eyes had just turned brown.
"It's just," Hermione hesitated, looking quite unsure, "oh, nevermind."
"So, where are you all from?" piped Lindsay Patton in an unconcerned matter, briskly changing the subject from the one on which they were currently dwelling.
"Where do you think we're from?" Ron asked with his English accent, shaking his head. Lindsay and Amanda looked slightly taken aback at this statement, both staring at Ron with supreme dislike.
"Ron!" scolded Hermione, smacking him on the side of the face. "That was a very rude thing to say!"
"Sorry," Ron apologized quietly, rubbing his cheek tenderly.
"We're all from England," Hermione said apologetically, trying to cover up for Ron's snobbish behavior. "Where are you two from?"
"We're from England also, but we just transferred from Walden's Witchcraft Academy in America," Amanda smiled politely, still watching Ron out of the corner of her eye.
"Harry, you look very familiar. What's your last name?" Lindsay asked, staring at Harry's hairline, which was hiding Harry's lightning bolt scar. Harry, who was staring at Amanda, quickly came back to his senses.
"Oh, yes, of course. My full name's Harry Potter," Harry said, rubbing his scar, for a sharp pain had just coursed through his head.
"Really?" asked Lindsay, eyes wide, "Did you know you're on a Chocolate Frogs card?"
"Yeah," Harry said quietly. Suddenly, a cute blonde-haired boy appeared beside Amanda, smiling attractively.
"Can I buy you a drink?" questioned the boy as Amanda turned to look him up and down, lips pursed.
"Uh, thanks, but I've already got one," said Amanda, waving her hand to indicate towards her goblet, which was sitting on their table. Ginny gazed at the boy, a huge smile crossing her face.
"So, what's your name?" Ginny asked, brushing a strand of her red hair out of her face. Ron elbowed Ginny softly, a stern look upon his face. Ginny, glancing up at her brother, saw that he was mouthing the word 'no'.
"Wendell Dinklepuss," replied Wendell, puffing out his chest. Ron snorted, trying to restrain himself from laughing. Hermione shot Ron a threatening glare, which Ron quickly took to heart, pulling up a chair and sitting. Hermione nonchalantly sat down beside Ron, the others following their example.
"So what are your names?" asked Wendell, looking quite curious.
"M'name's Amanda Lanier," smiled Amanda politely, nodding a greeting to Wendell.
"And I'm Lindsay Patton," said Amanda's cousin, her brown eyes switching to a bright green color.
"Hermione's my name. Hermione Granger. And this is Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Harry Potter," the slick-haired brunette said, introducing her friends once again. As Harry's name was mentioned, Wendell's eyes bulged, and he stared at the black-haired boy sitting beside Hermione.
"The one, the only, THE Harry Potter?" questioned Wendell, looking slightly unconvinced.
"I don't know if I'm the one and the only, but, yes, I'm Harry Potter," replied Harry, shifting in his seat. Just as Hermione was about to change the subject, Amanda interrupted.
"We've got to go," said Amanda, slightly nudging Lindsay. Standing up, she glanced over at her cousin, who was just getting out of her chair.
"See you at school, then," Lindsay said, smiling. Wendell rose, still unblinkingly staring at Harry.
"I suppose I should go also," smiled Wendell, shifting his gaze to the standing blonde. Just as he said this, Mrs. Weasley hobbled up to the students.
"Come on, we have to get back to the pub and get settled in."